This is a CourtneyxJustin oneshot I decided to make. Don't hate me!
I love CourtneyxJustin almost as much as I love HaroldxCourtney, which is slightly more than CourtneyxDuncan.
TDI NEVER HAPPENED... but this did: Courtney and Justin dated.
In this story, Courtney and Justin dated for a long time, but he had to go away for some modeling thing and the long-distance relationship was really hard on the two of them. They decided to break-up, but they still miss each other. I got the idea for the story listening to 'Thinking Of You' by Katy Perry. Thus, that is the song that will be put with this story. Enjoy! PS: I changed the lyrics a little bit to fit the story more.
I'm a disgusting person. Here I am, lying in bed under the sweetest man I've even known, yet I can't stop thinking about him.
Him? What, is his name taboo now?
No, I just don't know if I can say it.
Pathetic.
I know... oh great, now not only am I monologuing while Duncan makes love to me, I'm arguing with myself while I monologue.
So you might be wondering what's going on right now, huh? Well, my boyfriend Duncan is making love to me in his room while I'm thinking about my ex-boyfriend Justin.
Told you I was sick.
How can you blame me though? Justin was handsome, sensitive, and he never once cheated on me... unlike Duncan, who 'did it' with the resident Plastic, Heather.
I just noticed something. Duncan's eyes are only a few shades grayer than Justin's beautiful eyes.
Comparisons are easily turned
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one I still got the seed
Duncan carefully looked at me, gauging my expression to see if I was okay with him finally taking my virginity. I suppose I must have looked like I was ready (whatever that looks like) because he plunged into me seconds later.
It was... painful. Not at all like those romance novels I used to read (my weakness) where the pleasure overpowers the pain. Of course, in the novels I was reading the girls were having sex with hot, manly vampires (that DON'T sparkle) while in very romantic settings.
"Princess," He moaned. That was another thing: Justin always called me by my name, unless he was feeling very playful. Duncan, on the other hand, calls me Princess all the time, no matter what. It bothers me immensely, and perhaps that's why he does it.
Still, even a nickname like Princess would sound wonderful if it were Justin saying it...
You said move on
Where do I go
I guess second best
Is all I will know
It was only a few days after Justin left that Duncan started flirting with me. You see, he knew Justin had a big model opportunity that would require him to move away, so Duncan took advantage of that and started turning the charm on full whenever he talked to me.
A few months later, Justin and I had a mutual agreement to break-up. It was the stupidest thing I'd ever agreed to. And I'd agreed to let Duncan take my virginity.
Not that Duncan isn't sweet, because he is. Under that entire pierced and punked exterior is a heart of gold. It sounds cliché, but it's true. All he had to do was show a bit of that side and I started dating him.
Exactly 69 days after Justin and I broke up.
I sound so obsessive, it's pathetic. 'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you Thinking of you What you would do if You were the one Who was spending the night Oh I wish that I Was looking into your eyes
You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
Like a hard candy
With a surprise center
How do I get better
Once I've had the best
You said there's
Tons of fish in the water
So the waters I will test
I don't know why I can't stop thinking about her. Who? Courtney, of course. My name's Justin, and I'm sitting in my fancy expensive apartment, on my fancy soft bed, wrapped in my fancy silk sheets. Next to me is some girl my mother wanted me to date 'for show' to help me stay in the magazines.
I forget her name. All I know is that she has mocha hair and beautiful skin the precise shade of Courtney's.
No.
Her skin was naturally that color. This girl paid lots of money for that skin tone.
She stirred beside me and looked up with half-lidded eyes. "Morning, Justin."
"Good morning." I put on my best face, smile and all, then kissed her gently. I couldn't help but compare her to Courtney. Courtney tasted like everything sweet and wonderful in the world. This girl tasted like artificial strawberries and lemon lip balm.
I hate lemon.
She kissed my lips
I taste your mouth
She pulled me in
I was disgusted with myself
Honestly, I can't even stand looking in the mirror today (okay, maybe I can, but you can't blame me for wanting to) because I feel so dirty. I'm almost afraid that if I touch my face, I'll get a hand full of mud.
Truth is, I'm still in love with Courtney.
'Cause when I'm with her
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into...
"Duncan," I said, hoping my voice portrayed the right emotions.
He stopped abruptly. "What is it, Princess?"
I bit my lip, biting down so hard it bled. "This isn't right. I-I'm sorry." I pushed him away and tumbled off the bed and onto a pile of my clothes. "I can't do this right now."
"Babe,"
"No, I'm not your babe. I'm Courtney, Courtney Soldana. Remember that name if you even want to talk to me again!" I grabbed my skirt and jacket then, grasping the rest of my clothes in my hand, walked out the door.
You're the best
And yes I do regret
How I could let myself
Let you go
The girl was gone in moments, and I was gone in seconds. I took a shower, got dressed, and headed for the nearest airport.
Today, I would find Courtney.
Looking back on this idea, I suppose it was less than intelligent. But, hey, love makes you crazy.
Now the lesson's learned
I touched it I was burned
Oh I think you should know
I walked the rest of the way home, ignoring all the comments I got about how 'fine' my ass looked.
Got, this was the worst day ever.
It wasn't a long walk, I live only a few blocks from Duncan, but it was hard. I probably looked awful, and I felt even worse. I missed Justin because he was sweet. And he was a whole hell of a lot better than Duncan.
Duncan who couldn't even remember my name.
'Cause when I'm with her
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
I plopped down on my bed as soon as I got home, knowing that mom and dad were at work. That's why I was so freaked out when I heard someone knocking on my bedroom door. "Can I come in?"
It was the unmistakable velvet-esque voice I knew and loved. "Justin?"
Oh won't you walk through
And bust in the door
And take me away
Oh no more mistakes
'Cause in your eyes
I'd like to stay...
stay....
